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Heck, even his estranged sartorial car crash of a wife, Katy Perry, probably had enough - realising 14 months in to their marriage that she was powerless to make him hang up the ripped jeans, waistcoats, flip flops and distressed boots the British comedian possesses such a strong penchant for.

Now a single man again, Brand is apparently not tending to his broken heart with boozy lads' nights or parading around Los Angeles with a harem of pneumatic blondes; no - he's unleashed his inner style criminal instead.

Traipsing across a West Hollywood car park yesterday, Brand wore a black cowboy/pork pie hybrid hat, a grotty singlet with fake bullet holes, a silver 'fashion' necklace, a snazzy bejewelled belt; and scuffed jeans so tight around the ankle it is hard to pinpoint at which point his girlie, slouchy ankle boots begin.

Brand looked like an embarrassed stag whose mates had dressed him up as an effeminate teenage rock star for his pre-wedding jolly, but the bad news for Brand? He is 36 years old - and this crime is all his own doing.

Count up how many crimes against fashion Russell Brand has committed
here.